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Author: kewtieboy Published: 2/12/2007 story views: 4561
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stroked his back and worked my way down to caress his buttocks, letting my finger slip between them and touch his hole. He enjoyed that!
He pulled out and offered me a fuck which I decided I had to do for appearances. I surprised even myself by staying hard as I fucked her. I was rewarded as she climaxed rather noisily.
“Not bad for an amateur,” I thought.
After a bit more of this, Roger announced that he was too nervous to cum and suggested we finish. I told Lily and she discreetly left. I was still horny as fuck and very unsatisfied. It looked like this was all I was going to get.
“I need to cum, Roger,” I said. “Can I masturbate myself?”
“Em, yes, if you like.” He mumbled. “ Do you want me to go, or can I help or something?”
“Roger,” I said, “Come here!”
He slowly walked across with his soft dick hanging over his equally soft balls.
“What,” he asked?
I kneeled before him and took his cock in my mouth. The condom was still on him and the taste of rubber and pussy was slightly erotic. I heard him exhale loudly and mutter some comment.
“Shut up,” I said and pushed him back on the bed. He fell back and his eyes closed as his cock started to grow in my mouth. I pulled off the condom and really got going. The erect cock stood straight up out of his fiery bush and I cupped his balls as my finger found his hole.
“Oh my God,” he kept mumbling.
I jumped on the bed and turned into a 69 position forcing my erect member straight into his mouth. He gagged then held it firmly as he pushed it to a more comfortable position. Within seconds he was slurping like a kid with a lollipop. I swung round again and climbed on top of him to face him and kissed him, my tongue forcing it’s way into his mouth. I tasted his beer, I tasted Thai female juices and I tasted Roger. I groaned again and his arms came around me to force me tightly against him. I needed more.
I pulled myself free and ripped open a condom. I slipped it over his cock as he looked on incredulously. I climbed back on top facing him and lowered my unlubricated arse on to his manhood. He groaned as it slowly slipped into me. Soon I was pumping up and down on his cock, my own in my hand as I wanked furiously.
“Mark, Mark, I cumming…….Jesus…..I’m cumming in you,” he screamed.
It was a small cock but at full strength it was like a rod of iron. His pulsing set me off and he was rewarded by a jet of cum that hit his face and his screaming mouth. He was tasting cum for the first time.
I dried him carefully and stopped him from climbing out of the bed embarrassed.
“Did you enjoy that?” I asked.
“Well, yes, I did sort of………I’m really sorry: I didn’t mean to seduce you,” he responded.
This poor mug thought he had coerced me into sex. Now I was curious.
“What brought this around,” I asked?
His story started.
“Well yesterday, when I went into town, I ended up in a